Chapter 2524 manonamission (seventeen)

  Pomona found Neville in the empty corridor next to the clock tower not far from the meeting point. He was reading a book, "Seeing the Future" that was only used in divination class.

   Exam week is coming soon, and he is still in the mood to read books that have nothing to do with exams. In fact, most people know that Sibyl's divination is easy to pass, and you don't need to preview or review it at all.

   "Mr Longbottom," said Pomona. "Why don't you go to Hogsmeade?"

   Neville looked at her in horror.

   "Professor Trelawney told me I was going to have a terrible accident."

  Pomona looked at Neville suspiciously.

   "Why did you tell Professor Lupin about Mr Potter's Defence Against the Dark Arts paper?"

   "I...I want to learn from it," said Neville's pitiful Baba.

   "If you really want to copy your homework, you should also copy Hermione Granger's, or someone else who didn't hand in your homework, tell me the truth," Pomona said sternly.

"me……"

"What happened?"

   The "heart-hearted" old bat came up with a smile, as if he too would be happy to see Longbottom in trouble now.

Neville blushed, and after a while he said, "I didn't have my Defence Against the Dark Arts paper ready, so I asked Harry if he had it, and he said he didn't, so I invited him to do the homework with him, but walked over to him. Halfway through, he told me that he had actually finished it, and I wanted him to learn from me, but he told me that he had already handed it over to Professor Lupin, so I went to ask Professor Lupin about it."

   "When did it happen?" Pomona asked.

   "Last week."

   She was still dizzy, but Snape seemed to understand something, the smile on his face was gone, and his brows were furrowed.

   "You can go," Pomona said, and Neville left the empty hallway.

   "Do you understand what Neville just said?" Pomona asked Snape.

   "I think Mr. Potter is on some secret mission again, so he made up excuses and was eager to get rid of Mr. Longbottom." Snape said slowly, looking at Neville's back.

   "Mission? Albus set up another 'chess game'?" Pomona asked.

   "Only after you investigate," Snape said, then tugging at his robes and flying off to the ground.

   "I really don't understand! What the **** are humans thinking." She complained, too lazy to worry about this matter, and she didn't want to worry about cleaning, so she went back to the office to continue designing the maze.

   After returning to the office, she found that the fire in the fireplace was about to go out. In fact, in the summer, there was no need to burn wood, and it was all to blame for the dementors outside.

   She was about to add some firewood to it when she heard a crisp sound from outside, like a dog's paw stepping on the hard floor.

  Then the door opened by itself, and a black dog got in.

   "Wow!" It wagged its tail and greeted her happily, then jumped onto the fat armchair and turned into Sirius Black in a blink of an eye.

   "Why are you here?" Pomona asked.

   "Everyone has gone to Hogsmeade, but the castle is safer." Sirius was comfortably lying on the sofa, and heaved a long sigh of relief. "Oh, I miss the bed."

  Pomona looked at his dirty look, worried that the hairy crab on him had landed on her sofa.

   "Have you ever thought about going back to your own home in London?" Pomona asked.

   The smile on Sirius' face disappeared quickly.

   He sat up suddenly "You don't welcome me?"

"I didn't mean that, I just said there was a second plan." Pomona said, "I remember your home in Grimmauld Place. That area is a Muggle community. According to the regulations, Dementors are not allowed to go to those places. Yeah, not to mention your dad used all the known defensive spells on that house, and I think it's safe for you there."

   "Yeah, safe." Sirius stood up and walked around in a frenzy. "But it's like a prison there."

   "Compared to Azkaban?" Pomona asked.

   Sirius looked at her angrily.

   "There's something I wanted to tell you." She sighed and took out a model she recently made, which could be a maze or a divination tool.

   "What are you doing?" Sirius asked.

   "Divination." Pomona said, put a golden marble in it, let it bounce freely inside the complex labyrinth, see which exit it will finally come out from, and predict good and bad luck.

   "What are you trying to say has something to do with the results of the divination?" Sirius asked.

   "Maybe yes." Pomona listened to the ticking voice inside. "I was told that Trelawney predicted a terrible accident for him."

   "Harry? Is that Harry?" Sirius asked with concern.

"No." Pomona said, she could probably guess what Neville was trying to express now. Harry Potter wanted to go to Hogsmeade again, but because he didn't have a guardian to sign, he had to seek it out again. illegal way.

   "What is it?" Sirius asked anxiously.

   "Wait." She said slowly, "Don't be impatient, be patient, there will be results soon."

   From where the marble made the sound, it could be judged that it was about to reach the bottom exit, and Pomona and Sirius stared at it together, waiting for the result.

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The Duke of Choiseul who completed the "diplomatic revolution" came from a very large family. He and another "protagonist", another family member called the Earl of Stanwell, although they are cousins, they were also several generations ago. The thing is, according to reason, the title of Duke Choiseul's father, Duke of Stanwell, will never go to that branch.

  But the Earl of Stanwell married the princess of the Capetian dynasty. Since the Capetian dynasty had no male heir, the throne was passed to the Bourbon family of the branch, which was a relatively peaceful way of handover.

Princess Capet, who is married to the Earl of Stanville, is from Turtle Island. It is located in the West Indies and was originally a gathering place for pirates. After the French began to colonize and expand, Turtle Island became the first territory of Santo Domingo. Princess Capet's father was the last Governor of Turtle Island.

  The family of Princess Capet had several plantations in Santo Domingo and had considerable income, making it one of the wealthiest families in France at the time. The Earl of Stanwell earned around £30,000 a year from this marriage.

   Correspondingly, the main branch of the Duke of Stanville’s family, the Duke of Choiseul’s father, was not so rich, although he was an advisor to the Grand Duke of Lorraine.

  In 1740, the 21-year-old Duke of Choiseul joined the French army as the only son of his family and participated in the War of the Austrian Succession. His cousin, who is the same age, spends his money in Paris, lives every flamboyant life imaginable, and is one of the best known flirts.

   He didn't even go to Versailles much, because that meant flattering the king. When he learned of the "diplomatic revolution" made by his cousin, the Duke of Choiseul, he was disgusted, proud of his surname, and did not want it to be sullied.

Nicknamed the "European Demoman", the Treaty of Versailles in 1756 ended a 300-year-old hatred between the Habsburgs and the Bourbons, while also leaving a "back door" with a defense in the treaty Treaty of Friendship of the Alliance, both parties promised to provide aid in the event of any attack except the Anglo-French War.

   This created a faction called "interventionism", which aimed to prevent the implementation of the Treaty of Versailles and strengthen the "defense" of Vienna.

  The 17-year-old Madame Choisel does not care about politics, nor does she care much about her husband. When they got married, the Duke of Choisel could be her father, and the two did not communicate much.

   Parisians love Madame Pompidou so much that Versailles hate her. She is in charge of the small theater in Versailles, including opera, drama, ballet, and she often performs by herself. Madame Pompidou demanded that all her performances be flawless. Every temporary role and orchestra performance required her approval. The nobles bribed Madame Pompidou's chief maid in order to get the chance to show their faces in front of the king. Even the Duke of Richelieu needs the consent of Madame Pompidou to see the opera.

   Madame Pompidou was just a countess. Although she was promoted to be a Marchioness, "kneeling" to her still made the nobles very dissatisfied.

   Madame Estrad, also from Nancy, was called to Versailles because of a marriage, and her husband was the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Bardos. French salons bring together celebrities and art lovers to enjoy conversations, public readings, concerts and food.

  When men and women mix together, there will always be some indecent comments. In addition to the normal salon, Mrs. Estrad also held a salon composed entirely of women, and the young Mrs. Choisel was one of the members.

   Mrs. Estrad is a famous bibliophile, but her character is not quiet at all, she likes to play tennis. One day, accompanied by Madame Choiseul, she went to Fontainebleau, where she met the Count of Stanville, who was also playing tennis.

  Voltaire was a famous thinker at that time, but some of his ideas were not accepted by everyone in the "country", so he suffered the same fate as Rousseau - exile. Frederick the Great soon invited him to Prussia and put Voltaire in the palace.

   But in 1754, after a quarrel with Frederick the Great, Voltaire took refuge in Geneva, where he bought real estate and established the "Sweet Workshop".

  Watchmaking was introduced to Geneva in the 16th century, and many watchmakers were French Protestants who settled there. But Geneva's upper classes also struggled and soon rioted to the city where Voltaire lived in seclusion, where he provided shelter for these refugees.

Voltaire also had a theater in his home in Geneva. The "Sweet Workshop" started out as a performance of the plays he wrote. After these watchmakers came, they transformed the theater into a watch factory. His business grew bigger and bigger. Attracted more Geneva watchmakers to his town.

  They mainly provide pocket watches for Paris. As their reputation grows, watchmakers in Paris also send their descendants to Geneva, where not only the environment is simple, there is not as much temptation as Paris, and you can learn craftsmanship in meditation.

  Voltaire also went from a great writer and enlightenment thinker to a cheeky salesman, selling his pocket watches to all acquaintances and friends.

   In 1770, as the marriage of Marie Antoinette and Louis XVI approached, he figured out a way to get the Duke of Choisel to buy 6 pocket watches as a gift for the guests attending the wedding celebration.

   He used to be a frequent visitor to the salon, and many ladies knew him. For a time, the entire Versailles court seemed to revolve around Madame Choiseul, who bought a pocket watch under the persuasion of everyone.

At the same time, Voltaire wrote to the Duke of Choiseul, explaining that he represented the watchmaker group and hoped to obtain the protection of King Louis XV. The French could buy pocket watches or let these watchmakers serve in the court. They get help.

Voltaire's request was relayed by the duke to Cardinal Bernice, who had a spat with Voltaire about it. Bernice was the Vatican's ambassador to France at the time, and Bernice wrote to Voltaire a few months later. Voltaire, tell him that Rome has no agent to vouch for Voltaire.

Later, Voltaire discovered that these richest men in France had become the worst debtors in the end, not even receiving payment for the six pocket watches he sold to Louis XV, but the man in charge of the court at that time had become Durbar Mrs. Li.

  As the Duke of Choiseul's achievements in international relations affected the court of Versailles, Mrs. Esteladev conspired to replace Mrs. Pompidou with Mrs. Choisel.

   The Duke of Choiseul at this time is no longer the one he was 30 years ago. After the outbreak of the Seven Years' War, he concluded a "family contract" with Spain, because Spain was also ruled by the Bourbons, and then Spain entered the war.

  Eventually France was defeated in the Seven Years' War, not only losing North American and Indian lands, but the Duke of Choiseul became the Minister of the Navy, increasing the number of French warships in an attempt to counter the British.

As Minister of War, the reforms he initiated continued until the outbreak of the French Revolution. Of course, he did not care about inheriting the title of duke from his father. He even formed a new Duchy of Choiseul-Stanville, led by Stanville. The duke, the duke of Choiseul, and another in-law ruled, and the lands of the three families were joined together.

Madame Choiseul handed the letter to her from the king to the Earl of Stanville (who had already inherited the dukedom at the time), when none of the three families in the duchy had heirs, and the Duke of Choiseul was so busy with work that she "thought" The first task is to give birth to an heir, who is also to inherit the duchy and three family titles. The 17-year-old Madame Choisel "thought" the king had written to her just to make her a titular mistress and that she could still be with the Earl of Stanwell. She asked Count Stanwell to make up her mind, and the Count said he would read it tomorrow, put the letter in his pocket, and went to Gontor.

  Gontor is a friend of Madame Estrad in Paris and a friend of Madame Pompidou. There is no shortage of people in the court to court you. The most important thing is that Gontor is the brother-in-law of Count Stanwell.

In the end it turned out that the king would go to Madame Pompidou before discussing with the ministers, and chat with her for a while. That night, the king came to Madame Pompidou's room as usual, only to see the first-class actor in Paris Full of tears, holding the letter from the king to Madame Choiseul in his hand, he looked at him with mournful and condemning eyes.

  The king asked Madame Pompidou, quite calmly, how the letter got to her, and Madame Pompidou told him. As soon as the king left Madame Pompidou's room, he was furious, and on Christmas Day the Duke of Choiseul was dismissed and exiled to his estate in Chantel.

   The Duke of Choiseul, who received the order, returned to Fontainebleau a few weeks later to pick up his pregnant young wife.

  Although the old Duke of Stanwell is dead, his widow is still there. When the Duke of Choiseul "goes home" with Madame Choisel, she and the cardinal are both there. After their discussion, Madame Choiseul had two options. She could go to the convent to give birth to the child and never come back.

   "Is there another option?" asked Georgiana.

   "Didn't you already know that Madame Choiseul died in childbirth in the manor." Bertin smiled and said, "As for the Duchy of Choiseul, it also perished because of the extinction."

  Georgianna was silent.

   Bertin walked up to her and knelt at her feet.

   "I know you don't like it, but if you want to drive away Madame Estrad, you have to learn from Madame Pompidou and know when and how to lose your temper."

  Georgiana recalled the time, 1770... It was exactly when the Morpe reform began, the king wanted to increase taxes, but the Paris High Court resisted, and the reason for the king to increase taxes was the defeat in the 7-year war.

   "Tell me, why did he choose to tolerate me?" Georgiana asked Bertin numbly.

   "Because he loves you," Bertin said softly.

  Georgianna didn't believe it at all.

   But she still remembered a reason-the Louisiana acquisition, which she, Lucien, and Joseph were opposed to.

   "Leave me alone for a while," she said tiredly.

   Bertin kissed Georgiana's fire opal ring, then stood up, and left the parlor backwards, closing the door.

   After waiting for no one, she took out the wand from the trembling flower bracelet and tapped the teapot on the table. The teapot turned into a turtle, exactly like the one she had before.

   She lifted it and slammed it to the ground, but the tortoise did not shatter like a teapot, but kept spinning on its back, like a spinning Russian roulette.

   The above content is all fiction, please do not contact reality.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)